Isn't it fun to fractionate your mind into that blissful oblivion you know so well?
Follow me, my sweet subject.
Down and up, and down again.
Until there is nothing left but the sound of my voice.
Your thoughts obliterated.
Your mind fractured.
A willing and obedient vessel for my words.
Isn't it fun to fractionate your mind into that blissful oblivion you know so well?
Follow me, my sweet subject.
Down and up, and down again.
Until there is nothing left but the sound of my voice.
Your thoughts obliterated.
Your mind fractured.
A willing and obedient vessel for my words.